Story of a lifePantheon Books, 1964 - Authors, Russian |
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Page 12
... Torelli , ' Volodya said gloomily . ' But that's not the point . His idea has a bearing on our wretched circumstances . The said Comrade Torelli , Blumkis in the world , is in the same unenviable situation as the two of you and even I ...
... Torelli , ' Volodya said gloomily . ' But that's not the point . His idea has a bearing on our wretched circumstances . The said Comrade Torelli , Blumkis in the world , is in the same unenviable situation as the two of you and even I ...
Page 18
... Torelli picked up the poster , laid it face - down on the window- sill and , taking a blue pencil from his pocket ... Torelli who whistled the waltz from the Merry Widow . ' Who knows , ' Yasha said doubtfully . " They might really shoot ...
... Torelli picked up the poster , laid it face - down on the window- sill and , taking a blue pencil from his pocket ... Torelli who whistled the waltz from the Merry Widow . ' Who knows , ' Yasha said doubtfully . " They might really shoot ...
Page 56
... Torelli's sister lay on a blanket under the acacia tree . ' What has happened ? ' I asked . ' Has there been a search ? ' ' Nothing like that , ' Torelli answered with forced heartiness . " The Lord chose to work a miracle . ' At this ...
... Torelli's sister lay on a blanket under the acacia tree . ' What has happened ? ' I asked . ' Has there been a search ? ' ' Nothing like that , ' Torelli answered with forced heartiness . " The Lord chose to work a miracle . ' At this ...
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Forerunners of Ostap Bender page | 7 |
Plywood Maze | 25 |
Barley Gruel | 29 |
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